BETTER BY MYSELF

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Author's Note: Hope you enjoyed the first part of the double update. Here's the second part! xxx, M.

June 10, 2019. LA.

"There may be something in the water over here in California's got me feeling like I'm better off alone" I sang. "Maybe it's the way you used me, watered down my love, abused me and you always criticized me on the phone"

Ooh, ah

I turned my head to the right side. I opened my eyes, taking a glimpse of Harry laying down on the lounge chair next to me. He looked glowing through my orange sunglasses and with the sun shining down on him.

Harry turned on his side, looking back at me. He squinted his eyes, smirking at me.

Would you kill me if I told you that I never wanna speak to you 'cause when I'm on my own, I feel alive

"Hi" I said to him, smiling.

"Hi" Harry smiled at me. "How's your sun tan?"

"Going well" I told him. "Got distracted by you though"

And there's nothing wrong with crying

But my empathy is dying

'Cause we never were that good, we'd always fight

"Me?" Harry asked. "Why's that?"

"Because you look pretty" I said.

I'm better by myself

Harry closed his eyes, smiling and blushing.

I'm better when there's no you in my life. I'm better by myself

Harry laid back on the chair.

Yup, I was spending the day with Harry. Ever since my fight with Ali over the phone, her and I were no longer speaking. Sure, last week I may have missed talking to her during interviews but now, I felt happy that she was out of my life. She and her negative attitude was out of my life and now I could move forward with mine. I finally could spend it with people who made me feel great and wouldn't rain on my parade, unlike her.

"Who sings this?" Harry asked, changing topics.

"Hey Violet" I told him. "They're opening for me for my UK leg"

"They are?" Harry asked me. "Even for Wembley?"

"No, no" I shook my head. "After Wembley, they are"

I sat up in the chair. I took my sunglasses off and placed them next to me. I looked to Harry.

"Are you coming to Wembley?" I asked him. "Or are you still going to be here?"

Harry turned his head to me, squinting his eyes at me.

"Of course, I'm coming" Harry smiled at me.

"What kind of friend would I be if I missed your opening show?"

"Worse than Ali" I told him.

Harry raised his eyebrow at me.

"Alright, maybe worse than Ali" I said.

Harry sat up in his chair.

"Listen, I'm only asking because I don't want to get my hopes up for nothing" I explained. "I know you are probably going to busy with your new album to come – which is absolutely fine by the way, but I don't-"

"I'm coming, Y/N" Harry said, cutting me off. "Wouldn't miss it for the world"

I raised my eyebrow at him.

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